WarpThat night, the Lord Captain and some of his/her crew were awakened by beautiful music. The sound seemed to caress their very minds... until they realised that the source was their own bodies. While their teeth were chattering out a staccato, their tendons were being plucked like strings by unseen hands, and invisible breaths flowed through their bones, turning them into mournful flutes. The illusion ended, but for a long time afterward, every movement made their hearts stutter in fear — was the orchestra about to strike up once more?